Monday, February 09, 2004

i went out saturday with a friend and he asked if i was doing much writing. i dropped my gaze to my sushi and hemmed and hawed.

busy...undisciplined...daunting pile of paper...some thoughts kicking around...blah blah.

then i looked up and said, 'let's face it. i'm lazy. it's too hard and i don't know what i'm doing.'

so this week, i'm meeting with a LIFE COACH. so bourgeois. so oprah.


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